Such _masses_ of colour!" "We might have hit on a worse hotel," observed Mr.Mafferton.

"Very tolerable soup, to-night." "I can't say I noticed the soup," said the Senator.

"Fact is, soup to me is just--soup.

I presume there are different kinds, but beyond knowing most of them from gruel I don't pretend to be a connoisseur." "What nonsense, Alexander!" said momma sternly.
"Some are saltier than others, Augusta, I admit.

But what I was going on to say was that for clear monotony the dinner programmes ever since Paris have beaten the record.